It's not my fault to be ugly

The next morning, he rented a car and drove to the factory site given to him by Secretary Jiang.That piece of manufacturing plant is already quite large, surrounded by a neat wall, and Feng's logo: feng' is inlaid on the gate.It's just that there is no one in the sentry box, and the door is open, accepting anyone's entry and exit with an indifferent attitude.Feng Dingkun shook his head, drove the car in without hindrance, walked around the cement road beside the green belt, and walked down from time to time to see if anyone was there.

At the end is a small two-story building with a window open under the red conical roof.Feng Dingkun parked the car under two tall and tall pine trees, fine snow fell from the pine branches, and was trampled on the soles of his feet by his boots.

He turned up the collar of his windbreaker, and walked quickly into the small building. In the room on the first floor, there were only desks, printers, folders and file bags piled up on the desk and cabinets, except for the office staff.He walked up to the second floor along the carved escalator, and walked to the last room, and finally heard a voice coming through the door.

"Manager Jiang, I put the official letter to Frey on your desk."

"Oh, I see."

"The people sent from the headquarters arrived yesterday. Is it really okay if you don't need to connect?"

"Do your thing and don't worry about the rest. Turn down the heat on the fireplace, it's still hot with the windows open."

Feng Dingkun pushed open the door.

There were only three people working inside: a middle-aged man was sitting behind the desk, wearing a shirt and vest, leaning on a chair to read documents, and his woolen coat was hanging on the coat hook behind him. Feng Dingkun remembered that this man was the person in charge of People Jiang Yong.Behind a desk next to him, a young man in glasses, his hair spiky, seemed to have just woken up, making cereal.In addition, there was a young man standing by the electric fireplace, adjusting the temperature. It should be Jiang Yong and him who spoke just now.

Feng Dingkun and him looked at each other, and there was a flash of surprise in each other's eyes.This boy is his old friend, Jiang Linfei.Unexpectedly, he actually joined Feng's and was still working in Country F.

Jiang Yong had already stood up, frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

"I am the person sent by the headquarters. No one has been to the airport to pick me up, so I had to come here by myself." Feng Dingkun walked over and handed the document bag in his hand to Jiang Yong's desk: "This is the airport at the headquarters. The procedures and certificates are open. Now I am in full charge of the production line in country F. After 10 minutes, I will come to the next room for a meeting. Mr. Jiang, please think about what to say in the meeting report."

He didn't give anyone any time to react. After he finished his explanation, he directly said to Jiang Linfei: "Please open the next room now, and prepare for the meeting in 10 minutes."

Jiang Linfei followed behind him, took the key and opened the next room.Jiang Linfei looked up at him, Feng Dingkun was about to say something, when the phone rang, it was Lu Mingran's call.

Feng Dingkun glanced at Jiang Linfei. The latter was cleaning the dusty room. The window was opened, and the fresh breath of fresh snow mixed with cedar blew in, blowing away the musty smell in the room.He walked to the end of the corridor and answered the phone.

"Why so long?"

"Something happened just now. What's the matter, Mr. Lu?"

"Can't I call you if it's okay?"

"I don't mean that. I'm thinking of you. After all, this is an international call."

Lu Mingran laughed.He seemed to have just woken up, and there was a nasal sound in his laughter, and he was much more dazed and cute.

"You went abroad? Why didn't you call me?"

Feng Dingkun then told him the whole story.I don't know why, although the work is a headache, but hearing Lu Mingran's voice, his mood is much better.

"Then you are in Durningshire now?"

"Yes."

"It's a pity, it's winter now. It's very beautiful in spring."

"Have you been here before?"

"Well, Lanxin University is where I studied, and I will go to him when I have nothing to do."

Hearing him mention Lanxin, Feng Dingkun's mood was instantly overwhelmed by dark clouds, and he didn't want to say anything.He also knew that his negative emotions were inexplicable, but his mood still fell uncontrollably.

"...I still have a meeting, please contact me later."

He hung up the phone, took a few deep breaths, turned and walked back.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yong was standing behind him, and he didn't know when he came. Seeing that he finally hung up the phone, he hurriedly approached him with a smile and said, "Mr. Feng, I have a few words to say to you alone."

"No need, you can save it for the meeting." Feng Dingkun gave him a cold look and left.

The time was almost up. He stood at the door of the room and watched three people enter the meeting room one after another with his hands behind his back.He glanced at the time, sorted out his thoughts, walked in last, and closed the door behind his back.

He glanced at the three people, looked at Jiang Yong and said, "Since you know my surname is Feng, you should know where I came from. I will truthfully report the report I heard here today to the board of directors. Yesterday I will not pursue the matter of not picking up the plane according to the arrangement, please report the progress of the current work."

He opened the notebook in front of him, stared at Jiang Yong and beckoned him to speak.

Jiang Yong cleared his throat and took out the materials prepared in advance: "At present, the infrastructure in the factory has been set up, the safety and environmental assessment procedures have been completed, and the recruitment has been fully prepared in early January. A batch of equipment originally negotiated by the businessman was delayed, so in order to avoid unnecessary expenses, I temporarily suspended some office staff, leaving only two people to handle daily office affairs."

"You have contacted the manufacturer in country D several times, and when. What is the reply from the other party?"

"I contacted once in mid-December, when the person in charge asked me to give me a few days' grace, and contacted me again at the end of December, and told me to wait. I contacted three days ago, but I can't get in touch anymore. Now I Contacting lawyers, intending to sue them for breach of contract."

Although the other party will pay liquidated damages according to the contract, it is unknown how long the lawsuit will take. I am afraid that the liquidated damages will not account for half of the losses caused by the shutdown.The top priority is to contact the manufacturer as soon as possible to ensure that the equipment can be in place as soon as possible.

"Haven't you considered looking for another manufacturer?"

"We have also looked at other equipment, but none of the models and specifications match."

Feng Dingkun frowned. This is not the first time this manufacturer has cooperated with Feng's. There is no reason to delay the delivery for so long and now they are still missing. What happened?

"I heard that you plan to send an official letter to Freywa, please explain." Freywa is the secretary-general of the local city hall. When Feng Dingkun was looking at the materials yesterday, he found out all the information of the local officials, big and small. After all, the Feng family opened a factory here, so they must have a good relationship with the city government.

Surprise flashed across Jiang Yong's face. I'm afraid he didn't expect him to even know about this matter. After thinking about it, he said, "I intend to invite him to come out to meet and strive for more policy preference. After all, we are in Opening a factory here solves the employment pressure of the local population, so it makes no sense not to give any benefits.”

"You are planning ahead. The equipment is still not in place, so you can think about the future."

Jiang Yong pursed his lips and smiled, but remained silent.

Feng Dingkun asked the other two to briefly report on the work of the week. The young boy with spiky hair was surnamed Dong. Like Jiang Linfei, he was doing irrelevant work, and the real power was in Jiang Yong's hands.

After the meeting, Feng Dingkun asked Jiang Yong: "Where does that manufacturer live? If it's not far away, I'll visit today."

"It's not far, it's just in the suburbs of Durning County, but he's not at home."

"I'll try my luck, I won't talk about it if I can't find it."

"Then I'll go with you." Jiang Yong made a gesture to get the coat on the wall, Feng Dingkun stopped him: "No, just let that boy drive for me, he knows the way to go?"

Jiang Yong showed a smile of unknown meaning, and said cheerfully: "I know, I know. I'll let Xiao Jiang prepare."

Feng Dingkun knew what he was thinking and didn't explain much.

He handed over the keys to Jiang Linfei and asked him to go downstairs to start the car. He went to Jiang Yong to get some documents from the manufacturer, and went downstairs with his bag.

When Jiang Linfei drove the car to the gate of the factory, Feng Dingkun, who was sitting in the back seat, recognized him: "Student Jiang Linfei, do you still remember me?"

Lan Haiyuan glanced at him from the rearview mirror and smiled: "Student Feng Dingkun! How could I not remember you? Have you forgotten that I used to be the president of your support club?!"

"I didn't expect to see you here. What a surprise. How did you get into Feng's?"

"I was recruited by the school. I worked at the headquarters for half a year and was sent abroad for a year. I was just transferred here for half a month."

"Why do you want to join Feng's?"

"Feng's is a big company, no one wants to enter it. You dropped out of school for no reason at the time, and everyone said that you were..." Speaking of this, Jiang Linfei quickly looked at Feng Dingkun, who smiled easily and continued his words Head: "It is said that I was kicked out by the Feng family. That's what happened."

"Actually, my brother is your brother's secretary. I asked him about your whereabouts, but he refused to say anything."

"So you are Secretary Jiang's younger brother?"

"Yes. I will truthfully report to him everything that happened here, and he should have told your brother." Jiang Linfei drove the car steadily: "This Jiang Yong is a bit strange."

"He belongs to Ling Yuxin." When Feng Dingkun left, Feng Dinggan didn't tell him anything. He was the one who checked the relationship between Jiang Yong and Ling Yuxin himself.Probably Feng Dingqian wanted to test himself.He kept Jiang Linfei, a smart guy, here to help him.

"Actually, later..." Jiang Linfei changed the subject: "Lu Mingran came to the school to look for you, and it was obvious that he really liked you, so why did you break up?"

Hearing the news about Lu Mingran, Feng Dingkun had mixed feelings in his heart, and sighed: "I was too young to withstand the storm."

The two of them chatted a lot about the past. After an hour's drive, an old-fashioned French-style building appeared in sight. Feng Dingkun asked Jiang Linfei to drive to the mansion. Snow strips were stamped on the closed wrought iron carved gate. The black lacquered windows were closed tightly, and the road in the courtyard was covered with pure white fresh snow. There was no trace of anyone walking by, and the whole building revealed the indifference of the vicissitudes of life.

"Is anyone there?!" Feng Dingkun called out, Jiang Linfei also called out in F language, but there was no response.

Feng Dingkun sighed helplessly.

In this kind of rural place, the houses are far apart, and if you want to find a neighbor, you can't find anyone.

At this moment, a Buick car drove over from a distance, blocking Feng Dingkun's way. The driver turned off the engine and got out of the car, walked up to Feng Dingkun, and said respectfully: "You are a guest from Dongfang, right? , our master would like to invite you to the mansion for a talk."

Feng Dingkun was wary of this uninvited guest. He didn't seem to have any friends on Country F's side, and there was no reason why he would be so lucky to stop him here, as if he expected him to come.He asked: "Who is your master? Know me?"

"He said you'll know when you go."

"Sorry, I don't want to go."

"Oh, then there's nothing we can do about Mr. Pedro."

Feng Dingkun's heart tightened. Pedro was the manufacturer he was looking for. Who was this mysterious "Master"?Why is it so clear that he came to find Pedro?

"What do you mean?"

"My lord says he knows where Mr. Pedro is."

Feng Dingkun looked the thin middle-aged man up and down, thought for a few seconds, then turned his head and said to Jiang Linfei in Chinese: "I'll go with him. If I don't contact you before nine o'clock in the evening, I will call the police. Remember to write down His license plate."

Jiang Linfei nodded.

The foreign middle-aged man couldn't understand Chinese, but with just the right smile on his face, he stood patiently by the side and waited for Feng Dingkun to finish his explanation, and then opened the co-pilot's door for him.